clouds and sky

clouds and sky
spruce tree branches still
reading poems
that offer hope
and rest

Acrostic Poem for RAIN

R efresh and renew
A ppreciate plants in all their stages
I nvite new dreams as we age and life changes
N ever without hope

RAIN

small flowers
close to the ground
many ways to grow

writing and reading
I don’t see the dust . . .
then seeing I remember

and know He does not forget

and understands with Love

For he knoweth our frame;
he remembereth we are dust.

Psalm 103: 14 (KJV)

Evening,
and morning,
and at noon,
will I pray,
and cry aloud:

and he shall hear my voice.

Psalm 55: 17